letra de game - glo
[chorus]
yeah, i’m in the muf-ckin’ game, while you n-ggas be on the bleachers
i take a trip out to atl and check out me smokin’ on keisha (swishrr beats)
yeah, i just been rollin’ up, reefer
maybe she turn to a diva, yeah
no, i ain’t doin’ no features, all of these n-ggas be leeches
these n-ggas be studying me like my teachers
b-tch suckin’ d-ck, she a eater
rollin’ dope in the coupe, got me high like a fever
i just want bread, i can speed up
swеar these p-ssy ah n-ggas all really bе peons
r-kelly, you n-ggas get pee on
up in sp-ce, i might hop in that mof-cking elon
in the field, n-ggas put me on d-line
[verse]
bog, know all my n-ggas really on go mode
h-ll nah, i ain’t doing free promo
yeah, these n-ggas see that i’m goin’ up, they wanna ride in the glo boat, yeah
yeah, i put tapes, on tapes, on tapes, you know a n-gga gettin’ dough-mo, yeah
she give me face, we face to face
puff my sh-t, let me show bro, yeah
we clutchin’ drac’s, on drac’s, on drac’s, like a n-gga was at ovo, yeah
these n-ggas hate, they hate, they hate, i gotta get it on my f-ckin’ own, yeah
i’m top g like andrew tate, i get that money then i’m goin’ home, yeah
she got that cake, that cake, that cake
but i told that b-tch to just leave me ‘lone, yeah
’cause i know that ass ain’t real, it’s fake
i had to make sure they didn’t sue me, on me
i cannot f-ck with n-ggas they fake
these n-ggas tried put that bad image on me
and i was on get back
draco push a n-gga whip back, yeah
the n-gga get sh-t back, pop out we gon’ shoot at his kick back, yeah
i got that gen5, you know that’s gon’ kick with some kick back, yeah
n-gga we been slide, you n-gga was hidin’, that sh-t sad, yeah
[bridge]
we throwin’ fours up, yeah
everything go up, yeah
perc’ make me throw up, yeah
i might fake this ho, yeah
might go pick yo’ ho up
f-ck it, the xan’ got my slower
you know i’ma pour, yeah
pull up and hop out and blow, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
yeah, i’m in the muf-ckin’ game, while you n-ggas be on the bleachers
i take a trip out to atl and check out me smokin’ on keisha
yeah, i just been rollin’ up, reefer
maybe she turn to a diva, yeah
no, i ain’t doin’ no features, all of these n-ggas be leeches
these n-ggas be studying me like my teachers
b-tch suckin’ d-ck, she a eater
rollin’ dope in the coupe, got me high like a fever
i just want bread, i can speed up
swear these p-ssy ah n-ggas all really be peons
r-kelly, you n-ggas get pee on
up in sp-ce, i might hop in that mof-cking elon
in the field, n-ggas put me on d-line
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